🌼UNBELIEVERS SEQUEL🌼
🌸MANCHESTER LARRY 🌸
☄️contains smut , but this actually have a plot belive me . Bless your brain 🧠
✨AMEN✨
Ps: "Elation" is a sequel to the story "Unbelievers,"by isthatyoularry Because we...
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H's pov:
Under the starlit sky, with the moon looking upon them, Harry and Louis ride in the bike.
Harry was riding; he had Louis winded up all over him from behind, and the wind whipped through their hair as they glided through the quiet streets. Calm lights and a dark driveway were all like a dream for Louis.
Harry borrowed jackets and helmets from Ismael for the ride. Louis has never seen Harry this handsome, with the jacket and riding gloves and his curls looking perfect. Honestly, this is the most romantic thing that he has ever experienced. When Harry suggested the ride to meet Naill, he was caught off-guard. No one was this considerate to Louis. It showed how much Harry cared.
Never fuck up this curly thing.
"HARRYY..." Louis almost yelled so that Harry could hear him. Harry's ears were behind him, and he had a load of hair, a helmet, and fast wind. Louis leaned in and supported his head on Harry's shoulder. Harry's dimples are visible in the rearview mirror. Louis's front pressed against Harry's back.
"Yes, he said, giggling.
"I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING."
"WHAT ?"
"I want to marry you so that Niall and I can be related." Louis didn't really think it through before he said it. The thing is, he was drunk and excited.
shit.
Harry pulled the bike aside, stopping the engine. It looked like he was upset.
"What did you say, Louis?" Harry said his voice was a little sad but mostly calm and surprised.
"Baby, that's not what I meant; I'm sorry."
Harry didn't dare to look back; something about that made Louis sad.
"You want to marry me? But what if Niall and Chan broke up then? " There was something so sad about that question; Harry sounded almost hurt.
He messed up.
"Baby, I'm so sorry. I'm just so drunk. I swear I love you. I want to marry you regardless of whatever. Don't be sad. I'm just drunk. I shouldn't have said anything. This is not how I wanted to say that I want to marry you someday." Louis was genuine.
Louis hugged him tightly from behind, and Harry didn't look up; his head was still bowed down. Louis got down from the bike to face Harry. He raced Harry's face with his hand.
Shit.
Harry had tears on his face. Nose pink, and he refused to look at Louis. Louis leaned in to kiss him, but Harry moved away.
"Baby," now Louis, was the one who was crying.
This night is a rollercoaster.
"I'm just... you never talked about our future before," Harry said, wiping his tears.
"Baby, I'm so sad....."
"I know you didn't mean the Niall thing, asshole, so do you want to marry me someday?"
"Yes of course I want to marry you, baby."
Harry didn't say anything; he kissed Louis. In the middle of the deserted street. The lamp shining over them,as if they were the only thing that mattered. For Louis, that was all that mattered.
The kiss went a little deep. Harry picked up Louis, placed him on the engine tank, and started kissing him passionately. His hands were on Louis's hips, fingers circling under his shirt.
Louis held Harry's face, kissing him, taking charge. Harry let him take control, but when Louis' hand trailed down to unbuckle Harry's belt, Harry stopped him and broke the kiss.
"As much as I want you to jerk me off in the middle of the street, we have to get to my uncle's house," Harry said, giggling at Louis's needy face.
"But I'm not done with you, alright," Harry said after a pause, making Louis's face light up.
"Oh, I know, Daddy." Louis knew what he was doing.
"Not now, Lou," Harry said seriously.
"Hmmhmm," Louis teased Harry by palming him slowly, but winced when Harry slapped his hand out.
Louis went to sit on the back when Harry kicked the bike off. There was something that turned Louis on before the bike did.
"That was hot," Louis said, snuggling back against Harry's back.
"I'll kick you like that when you slip up, Niall, when you talk about our marriage stuff again."
"I would like that, Daddy."
"LOUISSSS STOOPPPP!" Harry yelled before they drove off.
"Hey, will it be appropriate if we just showed up at their house at night?" Louis asked, standing in front of the door. It was a very cosy cottage.
"I called him; he is excited to meet you, and Irland and Chan don't know that we are coming," Harry assured Louis, then he ring the bell.
"I'm a little nervous," Louis said in an indistinguishable voice.
Harry got a hold of Louis's hand and kissed it, saying, "You'll be alright".
The door flung open, revealing a middle-aged man with grey hair and sweet dimples beaming, which made Louis realise where Harry got that from. Bald, he almost looks like older Harry, but with brown eyes.
"Harry, my boy, was waiting for your visit; we missed you so much." The old man hugged Harry tightly. "Nice to meet you again, Jo ," Harry said with that smile.
"You must be Louis," he hugged him. "Harry told me Chan's boy is your friend, oh, and I'm John by the way."
"Jo, let the boys in; they must be freezing." A woman called them from behind John,a beautiful middle-aged woman.
"She's my wife, Susan," John
They led both in, and Susan took off their jackets.
He took a hold of Harry and murmured, "Found yourself a handsome boy, eh? Haz"
"Susan, that's inappropriate; you are making Harry blush," John bickerd.
"I'm fine; both of you are making this weird." Harry, in fact, was blushing.
There was something so close about them and Harry out of all the encounters he had with Harry's relatives, although he remembers the first encounter. That was intense,but when Harry was with them, he did have all his guard down. It was like the version of Harry that he had only witnessed when they were together.
Louis couldn't help but smile at his boy. Harry returned the smile. They both followed Jo and Susan to the lounge. All of it was cosy: the fireplace,the wooden tables, and the soft sofa. Louis could just live there forever.
They chatted a little about Anne and Gemma, while Susanasked Louis how they met. "We met at footie practise." That's all the information he intended to share. Because the story of this relationship was very complicated. After some time, Louis was worried if Nail just went to bed, and he was too polite to ask about him, but Susan just got Louis from his expressions.
"They are upstairs, Chan and Nail; I think they are on the balcony." "Susan looked at Louis knowingly. "If you guys want to meet them,"
"Yes, we actually came to surprise them," Harry said, knowing Louis felt nervous. "We are just going to hang out with them." Louis said he was getting up.
"Alright, you young lads, go have fun; we old people are just going to make you guys dinner; you two are not leaving without eating with us; it's non negotiable," "Joe said laughing.
Harry led Louis upstairs. "So you and them are pretty close, huh?"
"Um... louis I was living with them until I was 11," Harry said with a reluctant voice. "I'll tell you about it when we get home, ya."
"Okey," he said, following Harry upstairs.
But before they entered the balcony, Harry stopped, startling Louis.
"What?!" Louis whispered.
"You go first and tell me if they are proper," Harry whispered.
"Don't be dramatic. I don't think they are doing anything in the open, Harry."
"You don't know her."
"Actually, I'm not sure about Niall either; it sounds like they are hippies," "Louis agreed.
"Ok, let's go together."
.............................. H's POV:
And there it was. Nail was all over Chantry.
"Oh, look, there is an Irish man on top of my cousin," "Harry said sarcastically.
They both snapped out of what they were doing in surprise.
"Louis," Nail said out of breath.
"Harry" Chan's eyes widened.
"Honestly, I have seen her do worse things; don't worry, I'm already scared," but before Harry could register it, Chanhugged him tightly, and he saw Nail looking at Louis completely silent.
Chantry was, to be most specific, a wilder Verity of Nail, of course female. But beautiful, it's in the blood.
"Why didn't you come before? omy Ghosh I missed you so much, dumpass," Chantry said, kissing Harry on the cheek.
"I missed you too, dumbo, but I think these two people have something to clear up. What if we just hung downstairs for some time with the oldies?"
"He screamed after you called. By the way, Louis, I'm glad that you guys fixed it. Honestly, I couldn't take another—why doesn't he call me—winning," Chantry said, looking at Niall.
"I didn't scream; it was a very normal response." Nail offended
"And Louis cried," Harry added. He got a slap on the arm for that.
"I didn't cry." Louis did the same.
"So, now that the creepy silent stare between you guys is over, we will see ourselves out." Chan tugged at Harry's arm to leave them alone. They both gave their respective boys a wink simultaneously. Getting a smile from each of them.
"It's in their blood, I'm telling you," they heard Niall telling Louis when they left.
After they left their ear hold, "I'm so glad they are okay, though," Harry said genuinely.
"Ya mee too..." They both sighed. "So your boy is good in bed? "Do you bottom?" Chantry asked, catching Harry off-guard.
"I'm not going to answer any of that."
"So bottom?"
"CHANTRY," Harry said awkwardly.
"He's handsome, though."
"I know," Harry blushed.
"How's my guy? Do you approve? Not that I care," but it sounds like she actually cared about his response.
"I don't appreciate the scenery I had before, but I know that lad, good one, I guss."
"I'm glad you like him."
"He's basically you but Irish."
"Whatever you are, a bottom."
"I'm not a bottom, okay, ya i like mostly do, I'm a goddam good top too damint, i identity as a switch."
"A switch that always bottoms out"
"Stop it now, Chan."
" Ok bottoms"
Harry rolled his eyes as he got comfortable on the couch with Chantry; they had some catching up to do.
"So, does he know about...you know?"
"What that I'm bi, yes."
"I think it's all the fruit that Susan made us eat as kids."
"I bet," Chantry giggled.
They talked about everything and nothing; there were so many things to say. Harry missed her so dearly; they were a great part of his life. He was the only one who knew she liked girls too for the longest time. She made him feel safe for his differences, defended his bullies, and kept him safe as a kid.
Time went too fast with blabbering before Louis and Nail came down. Their eyes looked a little puffy.
Harry looked at Chantry, nodding not to ask them what happened. They both needed it.
They both sat down with their couples. Looking into the fireplace,the fire makes the most beautiful sounds and ambience for their atrocities.
"Come on, kids, let's have dinner before it's too late; Harry and Louis would be tired because of the ride," Susan said cheerfully.
"We are alright, Susie," Harry mocked.Winding his hands around Looking at him with a smile .
